A Firesign Chat
01/08/2015




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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for January 08, 2015 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood escorts DJTweeny inside, makes a note of the time (7:09 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET - visit Firesign’s web site at www.firesigntheatre.com **'
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| 8:12 PM: Rufus_T_Firetween jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past year and a half!"
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET - you can join the streams now (NO AUDIO YET - just a chance for everybody to get connected) at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net) **'
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - warm up music (various artists) - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u (streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net) **'
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Cat close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:52 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the sitting room.
||||||||| trolled bounds in at 8:52 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
DJTweeny: Hi Cat, trolled
||||||||| Catherwood leads EWeston in through the front door at 8:53 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and announces "Announcing 'jahgust', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:53 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
Cat: Hi folks
EWeston: Lo Tweeny, cat, rufus, and trolled
jahgust: Happy Gnu ears all!
trolled: howdy
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
||||||||| Deputy Dang steps in at 8:53 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Cat: Hi Joe
DJTweeny: Hi jahgust, EW
DJTweeny: Hi Dang
Cat: How's Rhode Island?
Deputy Dang: good morning
jahgust: feckin chilly!
EWeston: Deptee
jahgust: But we are hearty for it! I prefer it actually!
DJTweeny: sorry, Cat but could you please take your weather back?
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
Cat: I read somewhere that Rhode Island is the most stoned state, so more chill than chilly
Cat: lol tween
jahgust: Ha! I read that as well. I am wondering if they accounted for people per capita.
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and announces "Presenting 'Nabby', just granted probation at 8:56 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
DJTweeny: Hi Nabby
EWeston: That'll just confuse the skiers
Cat: hi nab
Nabby: Evenin all
EWeston: Darlin Nabby
EWeston: And a pink crustation
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and Dexter Fong disembarks at 8:58 PM.
Nabby: Nablin Darby
||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote."
||||||||| Catherwood accompanies pinholeF200 inside, makes a note of the time (8:58 PM), then fades off into the distance going on about the waiting room or the sitting room or something.
DJTweeny: Hey Dex
DJTweeny: Hi pinhole
Cat: dex, pin
EWeston: Tell it to Darleen
Nabby: Hey pin and Dex
pinholeF200: Happy Thursday, Tween, Cat, EW, Nab
EWeston: Dex, an pinhole vision
Nabby: Who's Peggy?
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Beet close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 8:59 PM tree-stunting plans, and scurries off to the vestibule.
Beet: It's COLD!!!! Evenin' everybody.
EWeston: Whose in charge here!
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 08, 2015 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Cat: Now we can make borscht
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - “PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN” - listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - YOU CAN PURCHASE THIS ALBUM AT >> (Out Of Print, but you might find it on eBay or Amazon) **'
jahgust: I'm Be-Fuddled...
Nabby: Chilly chilly Beet
EWeston: Beet bydefalt
EWeston: Anyone befondled?
Nabby: Get Pink!
pinholeF200: Ever been pickled, Beet?
jahgust: Pink Freud Hotel burns Down
Beet: I'm ready for some New Year's absorption in Firesign tonight. This is the place to be.
Nabby: Three cheers for the 1st ammendment!
jahgust: Indeed Beet.
||||||||| snorkel sneaks in around 9:01 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last year's "unpleasant incident."
Beet: I have been pickled on occasion.
DJTweeny: Hi Beet
Dexter Fong: Hello all
DJTweeny: Hi snorkel
Cat: good quote from proc, tween
Cat: firesign could have easily been shot for their comedy
Beet: Hi Dex, Cat EW Nab, etc
DJTweeny: I'll see if I can find the link to his commentary
Cat: facebook could be called Proctorbook sometimes
Nabby: America is swell
||||||||| lily sashays in at 9:03 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Nabby: We have a lot of everything
Beet: Hi lily
Cat: he's in a bio writing mood
Nabby: Hi lily
EWeston: Lily, just in time for us to swell up, again.
pinholeF200: Evenin' lily
jahgust: America is swelled and the land of Disinflamation
lily: Beet Cat Dexter Fong DJTweeny EWeston jahgust lily Nabby pinholeF200 snorkel evenin alls and thanks djtween in advance
Nabby: everybody sing
Cat: Lily
lily: la lal lalalala
lily: cat
jahgust: Hey Lily!
Beet: Smegma
DJTweeny: Hi Lily
lily: hey ja
jahgust: ...and the army...
Cat: vodka for the poor
Nabby: boom boom
lily: hi mr tween
Nabby: translate that morse
lily: boom tea eh
Beet: ROCKefeller
||||||||| Outside, the 9:06 PM crosstown bus from Elmertown pulls away, leaving shoes for the dead coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
DJTweeny: Hi shoes
jahgust: thhhppp...
Nabby: greetings shoes
Beet: Shoes is here. Howdy
shoes for the dead: Howdy
DJTweeny: Here's Phil P's Facebook page - https://www.facebook.com/philip.proctor2?fref=nf
EWeston: Shoes on
Cat: shoes
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:06 PM, dragging dave by one leg and asks "Can anyone vouch for this yahoo?"
Nabby: it's dave
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
EWeston: He looks like a gym
Cat: here's dave
Nabby: catchy number
DJTweeny: Hi dave
lily: daves not here
jahgust: Boy would they get in trouble for this these days.
dave: Ho
shoes for the dead: dyed in vane
EWeston: An exsistential crisis?
Nabby: too much "correctness" today
lily: that rhymes with pool
||||||||| Catherwood tiptoes into the room, and intones "Announcing 'sidewinder', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:08 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the anteroom...
Cat: we used to have a regular Dave
lily: frog dogs unite
Nabby: an extraterrestrial crisis
DJTweeny: Cat says Jedger Hoover did not like the FST at all
jahgust: Irony is lost on the ironically disinclined...wait for it...
pinholeF200: -- --- .-. ... . .. ... ...- . .-. -.-- ... ..-. --- .--
DJTweeny: Hi sidewinder
Beet: Poor J. Edgar
Nabby: lol pin
sidewinder: Howdy
EWeston: Shake sidewinder.
Cat: its in the book that came with DOOM, the intereview with Bill M
jahgust: Cat I would love to see the FBI file on the boyz! Must be hilarious!
Cat: indeed, jah
Nabby: Hi sidewind
Nabby: er
Cat: DOMM
Beet: Yo side
Nabby: Great cut
jahgust: Perhaps a freedom of info request to see how redacted it might be is in order!
sidewinder: Iffn youse got da smarts, you could get FST's fbi file through freedom act
shoes for the dead: ya got me going last week Cat
jahgust: You read my mlind Side!
Nabby: DOMM
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
shoes for the dead: i'm re-reading Neal's Collected Letters
Cat: i would be surprised if pete hadn't tried to get it
shoes for the dead: again
Nabby: nazis I hate those guys
jahgust: Cat Indeed!
EWeston: I'm doing the same with Prachett's Unseen Academicals
Cat: i read the book of letters to his wife when he was in jail, and quoted from it, lighly altered in Neal Amid, where he describes a baseball game
||||||||| Catherwood strides up and announces "Presenting 'llanwydd', just granted probation at 9:13 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
llanwydd: evening folks
DJTweeny: Hi Llan
Nabby: Hey llan
EWeston: Hi ho Illanwydd
Cat: Llan
shoes for the dead: haven't found that one yet
pinholeF200: howdy llan
Beet: Howdy llan
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=phbd-ln
shoes for the dead: llan!
Dexter Fong: Hey llan
jahgust: llan!
lily: he thought we were the Ramons
Beet: Lots of people making money from evil.
Dexter Fong: Noodles??
DJTweeny: too true, Beet :(
llanwydd: no that doesn't happen
llanwydd: just being "devil's advocate"
pinholeF200: You turn that work "live" around backward it spells E-V-I-L
Beet: Send your credit card
sidewinder: btw...anybody happen to have a pickle
DJTweeny: live evil?
llanwydd: you're lucky you still have...
trolled: great black sabbath album
Cat: worked for Miles Davis
shoes for the dead: Miles Davis album
lily: break every comand
EWeston: Yes,but I'm not telling where it is
jahgust: Miles Davis does Black Sabbath covers.
jahgust: Again
llanwydd: lol
Beet: What did he say?
DJTweeny: whaaa?
Nabby: Must exit stage left - work night tonight
sidewinder: but I have a brand new paper bag to keep it in
Beet: G'Nite Nab
DJTweeny: glad you could join us for a while, Nabby
Nabby: Thanks Tween and g'night all!
shoes for the dead: stay warm Nabby
||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!"
EWeston: Happy wage grade Nabby
jahgust: Night nabby!
lily: Bye Nabby
llanwydd: nite nabby
Cat: by nab
EWeston: My pickle sneezes at brown paper bags
jahgust: Hey guise look what I found!http://www.ebay.com/itm/331428003462?_trksid=p2060778.m1438.l2649&ssPageName=STRK%3AMEBIDX%3AIT
Nabby waves.
shoes for the dead: neato, jah
jahgust: Been lookin for it for forever.
lily: cool jah
shoes for the dead: Miss Crouch
Beet: Did you just now buy it, jah?
jahgust: I did!!
Beet: Fast on the draw
jahgust: Every once in a while i would do a search and in the 14 years on ebay it's the first time I've seen it!
jahgust: I do love a Buy It Now type of purchase!
llanwydd: I've come across Sullen Art before
DJTweeny: very cool, jahgust :)
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=phbd-ln
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in at 9:24 PM, dragging Zooky Fogg by the hair and asks "Can anyone vouch for this idiot?"
shoes for the dead: got Foggy in here
DJTweeny: Hi Zooky
||||||||| It's 9:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| snorkel - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cat: fogg
EWeston: Evin Zooky
pinholeF200: hey zook
Zooky Fogg: My jump through the last few weeks has been successful as is evidenced by my presence here. I am truly joyed to have come through relatively unscathed in my push on the forward. Good to see you all here.
Beet: hi zook
shoes for the dead: navel observatory
llanwydd: if you are really in Burlington, we may have met
DJTweeny: good to have you here, Zooky :)
EWeston: A lint free zone
Zooky Fogg: Gotta check something quick.
lily: hells bells
DJTweeny: I love this soap opera parody
llanwydd: I have spent much time in that town although I have never lived there
shoes for the dead: a speedy criusaboat? Zook?
EWeston: Nice synopsis
llanwydd: live anywhere near church street, zook?
Beet: pregnant pauses
||||||||| "9:28 PM? 9:28 PM!!" says Catherwood, "u should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as u enters and sits on the divan.
jahgust: Not here...
llanwydd: heyu
EWeston: It all comes to terms
Zooky Fogg: Yes IIan. I don't step out on the town much though.
DJTweeny: Hey u
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=phbd-ln
llanwydd: I lived in Ticonderoga for 18 years
||||||||| Catherwood says "9:28 PM, time for SOMEONE to leave!", grabs Zooky Fogg by the collar and gives 'em the old bum's rush out the door
||||||||| Catherwood leads Zooky Fogg into the room, accepts a wooden nickel as a gratuity, grumbles something about 9:29 PM, then departs.
Beet: who R U
lily: that refresh is
Cat: there's a letter in here somewhere
EWeston: Not Helen here
||||||||| Catherwood leads Hemlock Stones (Genuine!) in through the front door at 9:29 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
EWeston: You Imposter!!
llanwydd: Hey Stones!
Beet: Hi Zook
DJTweeny: Hail and well-met, Stones
Dexter Fong: lol EW
Cat: EW wuld be prounounced "u"
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Why Hello, Dear Allanwydd! What say you?
jahgust: hoo hoo hoo hoo
Zooky Fogg: I have a view of the Adirondacks.
Beet: Hemlock is back. Where's Flotsam?
llanwydd: I know, zook. it's magnificent
EWeston: That's clear double U
||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!"
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): And "Hello" to you DJ!
Zooky Fogg: Hey Beet. Good to see you.
jahgust: Gee that puts me of a mind for an Adirondack. Catherwood! Anoracks all around!
||||||||| Catherwood putss jahgust of a mind for an adirondack anoracks all around.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Beet, Flotsam is doing well aside from the Straussman's Complaint he manifests.
llanwydd: I hope catherwood can teach me to make that
||||||||| Catherwood brings that.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): But it is certainly more tolerable for me than his Portnoy's Complaint!
jahgust: Catherwood knows everything!
||||||||| Catherwood steps alongside jahgust and says "Did you need me?"
lily: catherwood warm fuzzies
||||||||| Catherwood walks alongside lily and says "Stop typing gibberish, lily!"
llanwydd: he was philip roth in his extremity
Beet: lol
jahgust: What would we do without you Catherwood?
||||||||| Catherwood rushes over to jahgust and inquires "Do you have something for me to do?"
Zooky Fogg: I'd like to put a camera on the roof for daily time lapse.
trolled: oh oh
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Well Dear Freuds: What happens when you attach a great writer to a great painter?
pinholeF200: lol llan
lily: I've never donned a spacesuit
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Why you have Philipp Rothko!
jahgust: Oh Catherwood you Trollop!
||||||||| Catherwood rushes alongside jahgust and queries "Did you want me?"
DJTweeny: I'll bite, Stones. What happens?
EWeston: A lawsuit!
DJTweeny: ahhhhh, of course lol
Cat: siamese twins?
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Oops! I think that is one 'p." I did a pp. Sorry about this!
Cat: back from a double date
DJTweeny: speaking of pp, where is he?
lily: hold down that key till it screams uncle
llanwydd: catherwood, would you make me a vodka martini? (dirty please)
||||||||| Catherwood brings llanwydd a vodka martini (dirty please).
EWeston: Or can't take it anymore
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I can't can't up with the dialogue, Dear Heads! So many voices!
shoes for the dead: Hi NSA guy
DJTweeny: btw - I believe I've found a way to get skype back into the station, so let me know if anyone would like to call in sometime
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): PP is doing fine!
Cat: firesign existed to make our brains more able to do that, stones
pinholeF200: are the voices from without or within?
EWeston: Is Helen still dead?
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and intones "Presenting 'Anus Buttwhumper', just granted probation at 9:36 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Zooky Fogg: Hemlock, can you hear me? More importantly can you see me?
jahgust: What voices?
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=phbd-ln
shoes for the dead: who's Hellen?
Beet: Hi Anus
EWeston: Their from the dark side. They have cookies
pinholeF200: the voices Hemlock was confused by
Anus Buttwhumper: Hey Beet. Love this album!
trolled: she's hysterical
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Sorry about all my typos tonight. I must have pulled out the wrong can off my shelf before dinner... what am I doing in this pharmacy this late with all of the lights off?
EWeston: She may be type cast
Zooky Fogg: I've been thinking in tones and clicks. Is that anything?
jahgust: Oh you mean these voices...
EWeston: At least two somethings, I may think.
shoes for the dead: better than clones and ticks, zook
lily: ring dinga ding dong
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Yes, Zooky! I can hear you! Thank you for all the telepathic thoughts you are so kindly sending! Much appreciated. But no: I am not currently wearing ladies' clothing this evening.
Zooky Fogg: Mine tell me to open doors for old ladies. Should I listen?
EWeston: Qw must flee!!
DJTweeny: lol
DJTweeny: you're leaving us, EW?
||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"
Beet: That's actually the old ladies telling you that
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I always open doors for old ladies even when they don't want to enter the given establishment or speakeasy.
||||||||| It's 9:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| u - dead from measles
||||||||| Nabby - dead from Globner's disease
||||||||| sidewinder - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Zooky Fogg: True, Shoes.
EWeston: Nah, I just need to fill this underwear order for our new congress, easy peasy.
pinholeF200: must be an old wives tail
jahgust: Have Congress pooed themselves already?
EWeston: Most the tails we get are from old wives
||||||||| Outside, the 9:40 PM crosstown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving Shear bernooce coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Yes, Globner's disease. I had that once, but the clinic on the Southside seemed to help my condition.
Beet: Is there a Whiz in the fridge?
shoes for the dead: they yell when their tails get caught in the door
DJTweeny: Hi shear
lily: need to retrain the a-- wipers
EWeston: While everyone screeches about french terror, who has time to look
Beet: Hello Shear
Zooky Fogg: I'm not sending any telepathic thoughts. Just teletype thoughts.
pinholeF200: try PSK31
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Beet: There is always Beer Whiz Beer in our refrigerator in our flat in Marylebonehead.
Zooky Fogg: It's so cold here I pissed silly string.
shoes for the dead: or sstv
DJTweeny: lol
lily: teletype talk about hanging chad
Cat: i hear there's this new fanged thing called the internets
llanwydd: I'm pretty old. I send telegraph thoughts
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=phbd-ln
pinholeF200: that's just here in the united snakes
DJTweeny: ** Don’t forget to check out the Firesign Theatre Funway for a cool page full of Flash goodies. Just move your cursor over various areas of the page - http://firesigntheatre.com/funway.html
lily: rune thoughts?
EWeston: Limit abortions to 20 weeks, relieve about a million citzens from their health care, set up the next SS criss, they've been busy
Anus Buttwhumper: R.i.P Rod Taylor...
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): No, Zooky! I am picking up your telepathic thoughts! Just please turn those Chopin Etudes right side up next time you practice! Topside up!
Beet: Pre NSA awareness
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Beet, you neat!
Zooky Fogg: Dot Dot Dash, Llan
DJTweeny: ** The Firesign Theatre at Wikipedia - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Firesign_Theatre
llanwydd: lol
Beet: Thanks, Hem
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:44 PM and Elayne sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
DJTweeny: the Wiki article is very informative
Elayne: Brrr! Evenin' all!
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I had Isaac over for lunch. Quadratics.
llanwydd: don't get the part about Chopin, Stones
DJTweeny: Hey Elayne
jahgust: Congress go boom boom...
Beet: Hi Elayne!
Cat: Hi El
||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"
shoes for the dead: El!
lily: hey e
EWeston: Feeling better Elayne
Dexter Fong: Hi Elayne
jahgust: Elayne!
pinholeF200: greetings El
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Yes, you Congress is so corrupt it would make Mussolini look like ...
Elayne: Nice to see so many of you here again, as always!
Beet: Smokeswagon
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I mean "your".
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=phbd-ln
Zooky Fogg: Hi El.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Hello Elayne! Tell us about yourself!
Elayne: A bit better, EWeston, but of course the cold weather has put pay to all that.
jahgust: ...look like a Saint?
EWeston: Gonna be a wild two years that many will not notice, ever
Elayne: Hemlock, I've been me for way too long, I want to hear about you.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Thanks for keeping current on politics, Weston.
jahgust: farcebook has all da nooze!
Beet: I bet you have been you your whole life
Elayne: I've jut given up on watching Hard Day's Night in our too-cold living room, despite its cleverness. The movie's, not the living room's.
EWeston: The media problem got me on the internet, its my roots here
||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!"
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Elayne, I am me also! How can you be me and I be me at the same time without knowing it?
Elayne: Easy Hemlock. We gwan take toins! And guess whose toin it is now?
Cat: yes we need warm rooms
lily: we have a breech in the time space continuium
EWeston: Concurrent incarnations? makes for tricky dates
Elayne: We can't fight! This is the warm room!
jahgust: Are suffering from the schizophrenes again?
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): "A Hard Day's Night" is a scream. I am glad you are watching it! Parts of it were filmed quite close to our flat!
EWeston: Its my foot
Elayne: Very cool, Hemlock!
Zooky Fogg: It's called a shared fugue, Hem.
Beet: A double date with yourself? Weird
Cat: One of my favret flicks
Elayne: Hemlock, were you around at the time? You're probably way too young.
jahgust: The newest Criterion version looks beautiful!
EWeston: I'm sure there'll be a law against it, you might then get married
llanwydd: one would think that Hard Days Nightt would have been filmed in Liverpool, not Manchester
Elayne: Llan, most of the storyline takes place in London. I had no idea it was filmed in Manchester.
Zooky Fogg: I know a JOP who works for meals.
Beet: Standing up now
shoes for the dead: end up being your own grandpa
EWeston: Good for you Beet
pinholeF200: sitting on my own stool
EWeston: Seduce your policeman, that works
llanwydd: what's a JOP, Zooky?
DJTweeny: The precursor to EOBE
Zooky Fogg: Justice of the Peace.
llanwydd: oh, yes
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): You are right! I was very young when it was filmed, actually!
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Who's a Beatles fan, here?
DJTweeny: moi
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
trolled: fire
llanwydd: most of us, I'll be
shoes for the dead: yuppers
lily: lily raises her hand
Beet: Isn't everybody?
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Elayne, are you still there?
EWeston: Me and the drunk snake are
jahgust: That's an easy question!
DJTweeny: probably, Llan
llanwydd: bet
Elayne: I was probably about 5-6 years old at the time. But I didn't know from the Beatles until I started paying attention to rock and roll around 1970 or so.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): My snake isn't doing too well either.
Zooky Fogg: I like playing Lennon "stand by me" in loop on piano
Elayne: I'm still here, Hemlock. I just type lots of run-on sentences so it takes me a bit longer to catch up with the conversation.
DJTweeny: My parents had a copy of Meet The Beatles (mono, I do believe). I was hooked
llanwydd: they were even bigger in America than in England
DJTweeny: my first 45s were probably Beatles
Elayne: I think I really got into them seriouesly when I was in college in the late '70s.
trolled: dead
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I was a little younger than you, Elayne! Hope you enjoyed the 60s -- which are already in progress!
Beet: Saw a George concert in Memphis once.
Zooky Fogg: I remeber loving Ed Sullivan and remeber it going to color.
pinholeF200: I
DJTweeny was about to turn 10 when the Beatles landed in America
Elayne: Hemlock, they say if you rememeber the '60s you weren't really there, but I don't remember much before last month...
llanwydd: the first time I heard the name was from my grandfather. he called every boy with long hair a beatle
EWeston: My folks liked a lot of good music, Beattles included
pinholeF200: I'm in my 60s, not as fun as THE 60s
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Amazing, Zooky! I was a little too young to remember that.
DJTweeny: the Mop Tops
Zooky Fogg: It was a really really big shoe
DJTweeny: ^5 pinhole lol
Cat: i remember the hair more than the music on sulllivan
Elayne: I do remember being devastated when Lennon died, I was around 23 or so.
llanwydd: then not long after, there was a cartoon on television called The Beatles with images of them and their songs
lily: I wabba hold your hams
llanwydd: I thought it was about four boys with long hair
EWeston: But not their voices
shoes for the dead: i saw that, llan
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Elayne, I remember a bit of the 60s because I have a weird memory! I wish I could remember not to burn the noodles which I just did. I will be right back! To the kitchener ...
Zooky Fogg: I was a cabby on duty headed south when the radio broadcast the news.
lily: fanz fan attics
trolled: damned trolls
pinholeF200: Was in my darkroom making prints, had the radio on, sad night
Elayne: Noodles away!
lily: put your pencils down the test is over
llanwydd: I was in bed asleep
EWeston: Qas it a real test?
Dexter Fong takes a hall pass
llanwydd: I heard about it the next day
Cat: you want oats with that?
Zooky Fogg: I don't remeber anyone more vividly other than Mother, Father, and Brother.
shoes for the dead: will it be on my permanant record?
Beet: ominous music
EWeston: I don't think oats will stop them
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Elayne: I'm remembering them all now...
llanwydd: I went out late the next morning to get stoned with a couple of friends in the woods and nobody brought it up until I said "John Lennon just put out a great album"
DJTweeny: unt now, the presursor to Giant Rat
EWeston: Holmes under pressure
Shear bernooce: I remembeR Lucy in tHe sky with I'ze Akimbo
Zooky Fogg: Hup 10 Newton 4
llanwydd: then one of my friends said "John Lennon is dead. He got shot five times". Nobody even thought to mention it till I brought up Lennon's album
jahgust: I always listen to the three Mushroom shows when I cook my holiday breads. A loveley tradition!
Elayne: Mut go. Breathing difficult. Hate this weather.
lily: bye e take care stay warm
llanwydd: Hope you feel better, Elayne
pinholeF200: be well Elayne
jahgust: Ack! El! Feel better. Humidifier works wonders!
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Ilanwydd, that was horrible, wasn't it? December 8, 1980. Sometimes, I still can't believe it!
Zooky Fogg: I was on CQ duty when Elvis left the building.
EWeston: It has issues with many people, bundle up some more
Beet: Nice to see you E. Take care of yourself. I hate Winter too.
shoes for the dead: a head code El?
Cat: get well, el
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Elayne, I hope you feel better!
DJTweeny: Sorry to hear, Elayne, get well soon
Zooky Fogg: My Brass Monkey lost it's junk.
llanwydd: it certainly was, Stones. especially to think that can happen to somebody just for being famous
Anus Buttwhumper: Yes, llan, stones. That was an awful night.
EWeston: Dead baboons are better at keeping their junk
Zooky Fogg: I don't know many EW
jahgust: That night still ripples across the lake that is time. Horrific. Whenever there are shootings, it is hard not to think about lennon.
Dexter Fong: Nght E
Anus Buttwhumper: Haha, great port riffage.
Cat: a veritable Portugal
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Elayne, maybe have some warm organic vegetable juice with ginger, apple cider vinegar and garlic!
EWeston: There's a parady of ninty nine red ballons by the name ninty nine dead baboons
Anus Buttwhumper: A port-o-party.
pinholeF200: not to be confused with 101 uses for a Dead Cat
EWeston: Any port for my swarm?
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I have never been to Portugal. I was once in love with a Brazilian girl for a time -- she never knew it, though!
shoes for the dead: you may scoff
EWeston: You may scoff at my swarm, but not more than once.
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): I would never scoff your shoes, Shoes.
lily: free nippon
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Are you indeed, industrial, Shoes?
EWeston: Free Huey!
Cat: We were in Portugal for a week and the end of 02. Great place.
shoes for the dead: yes, a carpenter
lily: thenks ew
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!): Dear Ones, I had better run! I don't want to burn a second generation of noodles. Ten Four, Eleanor!
||||||||| At 10:09 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
Cat: by stones
EWeston: Fiddle on Stones
pinholeF200: Au revoir Stones
lily: hemlock see ya
Beet: It's pasta your bedtime
||||||||| It's 10:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
jahgust: Night Stones!
||||||||| 10:10 PM -- Shear bernooce left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
EWeston: Kidney Stones
Zooky Fogg: I have a new e-cig and e-reader. Thought it was a funny picture aside a book and a pipe,
EWeston: L can't hair you
Zooky Fogg: Be well, Hem.
lily: e soda e male e e e
Cat: Magritte be with you
shoes for the dead: get ya a robot dog too, Zook
Zooky Fogg: I still own wax candles.
Zooky Fogg: Good one, Shoes. Will look into it.
Cat: the most goonish of their plays
Dexter Fong: Indeed Cat
lily: goon show
Zooky Fogg: A dog that others drive like a drone and talk through.
jahgust: This is like a love letter to Spike Milligna the well known typing era!
Cat: true, jah
EWeston: Eckles quote, I talk to the trees. That's why they put e away.
lily: Anus Buttwhumper Beet Cat Dexter Fong EWeston jahgust pinholeF200 shoes for the dead Zooky Fogg nite nite gotta go warm my toes by the celophans thanks all and DJTween outstanding as always
EWeston: You stay warm to Lily
Dexter Fong: Night Lily
Cat: by lily
Beet: nite lily
shoes for the dead: see ya lily
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=phbd-ln
Zooky Fogg: See ya Lil
Rufus_T_Firetween: They mention that this is Goon Show influenced
pinholeF200: happy Thursday lily, see ya when it rolls around again
DJTweeny: bye, lily, have a great week
jahgust: Night Lily!
lily: got my dog for the snuggles nite all
Zooky Fogg: Your robot dog could be your live parole officer or other monitor
Cat: Avant ye huskies
shoes for the dead: puttin on the dog, huh
llanwydd: I say. Where are all the doggies
EWeston: Golems are better parole officers
||||||||| Catherwood walks up and pipes up "Presenting 'SidFudd', just granted probation at 10:19 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
llanwydd: lol
Cat: Fudd
Zooky Fogg: Always with you. Maybe not your best friend but then could be.
llanwydd: Hi Sid
DJTweeny: Hi Sid
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Read about “PINK HOTEL BURNS DOWN” at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=phbd-ln
Zooky Fogg: Watson 10 powered
Dexter Fong: Hi Sid
pinholeF200: Yo Sid
EWeston: Hi Sid, would you like a photograph of your left foot?
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
Beet: Welcome Sid
shoes for the dead: Fudd!
SidFudd: Hi - I'm sorry the DVD wasn't ready for Xmas, it'll be done eventually I promise
jahgust: Fuddles!
llanwydd: how about 600 foot prints
Cat: which dvd is this, taylor?
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
Cat: eobe?
Zooky Fogg: Keyboards will be projections you can interact with soon so you can extend that to a piano keyboard projection. Work on it NSA guy.
llanwydd: great martini, catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood ignores llanwydd
EWeston: Where would he keep them Illian
llanwydd: more than one of you folks tonight have spelled my name with an I. It's a double L.
||||||||| Around 10:24 PM, SidFudd walks off into the sunset...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "10:24 PM and late as usual, it's SidFudd, just back from Riverside."
DJTweeny: it's Wellsh
SidFudd: That would be the "Everything You Know Is Wrong" DVD
Zooky Fogg: Tactile enabled projections, NSA guy.
Cat: ah, ok
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| dave - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
shoes for the dead: WWelsh?
Dexter Fong: Just reach out and touch someting....we can feel you
llanwydd: it's welsh, like grape juice
jahgust: Holy Fudd! This is going to be a great new year for Firesign stuff!!
Cat: i'll try and get you Great Radio to watch next week.
SidFudd: And I'd love to get "Pink Hotel" back in print - maybe it'll be up for sale as soon as we get the download store running.
EWeston: Down on the homestead near pantygirddle
Zooky Fogg: Speaking of Lennon, anyone see PM's new "Hope"
llanwydd: not familiar with PM
jahgust: I have Pink on cassette but keep an eye out for the CD as well.
Beet: Hi, Peter
DJTweeny: That would be great, Sid
llanwydd: patrick moraz?
llanwydd: paul muni?
DJTweeny: McCartney?
Cat: good idea, fudd
Dexter Fong: Peter Marshall?
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Zooky Fogg: Paul McCartney, Llan
llanwydd: aha
jahgust: yeh I find Maccas new song kinda touching.
llanwydd: can't say I'm not familiar with him
Zooky Fogg: There's projection samples in it if you look.
llanwydd: when I was a kid I was a Wings fanatic
llanwydd: I liked Wings and Elton John equally
Anus Buttwhumper: Just curious: How many here have heard of the Austin Lounge Lizards?
Zooky Fogg: I really do like them all of the day forward.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Peter Bergman’s “TRUE CONFESSIONS OF THE REAL WORLD” Here >> http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
shoes for the dead: yuppers Anus
Deputy Dang: don't slam the door!
DJTweeny: Love the Lizards
Beet: I have heard of them, Anus
pinholeF200: I have Lizard Vision, great bluegrass recording of Pink Floyd's Brain Damage
||||||||| New notice: '** currently playing - RADIO FREE OZ “BEST OF From 7/25/2011: ORIGINS OF RADIO FREE OZ”- listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u - YOU CAN DOWNLOAD PODCASTS AT >> FIRESIGN THEATRE and OZ PODCASTS are available for the price of your firstborn chinchilla from the iTunes Store, and online: FST podcasts at >> http://firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html - and RADIO FREE OZ podcasts at >> http://www.radiofreeoz.com/ **'
Zooky Fogg: Willie Nelson crosses it all. Legalize Willie. What more study do we need?
llanwydd: a bluegrass version of Brain Damage seems both silly and impossible
pinholeF200: check it out on YouTube
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
llanwydd: I'll definitely do that, pinhole
Cat: thats not the only reason you couldnt compete with cassady, pete
trolled: tuneinturnondropout
Zooky Fogg: I'm no dumber for it but it hasn't made me smarter either.
EWeston: Allritespreserved
llanwydd: I remember that figure of speech, trolled. I never understood the "drop out" part though
EWeston: I did it but never halucinated onit. It was more of a body trip
llanwydd: then it wasn't acid, weston
EWeston: Mind you I was good for 12 hours of anything
llanwydd: my guess is, you tried mushrooms
Zooky Fogg: Read Warhols own explanation of that in longer form.
Cat: this is a good background for humbolt county
llanwydd: or mesc
EWeston: I've had simiilar experiences with two other halucinogins
EWeston: This was mid seventies with real acid
llanwydd: some are more in the body thatn the mind. especially the gut. ucchhh
Beet: Holy blotter acid
Dexter Fong: "Organic" acid
EWeston: Window pane
llanwydd: window pane is real acid
pinholeF200: anybody read Naked Lunch?
llanwydd: if they still make it
Zooky Fogg: Fried mushrooms are even better
Dexter Fong: Better yet "E" acid
shoes for the dead: Leary said the first dose should be 1000 or more
DJTweeny: good point,Cat
Cat: yes, pin.
Dexter Fong: Screw Leary and her cow...I say 1100 units
EWeston: I''d haveno experience today finding a drug like that. Shrooms would be good though
pinholeF200: worth 10 bucks for a paperback, Cat?
Zooky Fogg: You can have your acid I'll cuddle my grass
Cat: i woulndt pay that for it, pin
llanwydd: fried mushrooms sounds interesting but might the cooking diminish the effect?
EWeston: Its getting popular in medicine, again
pinholeF200: that's what I was afraid of--will check the secondhand shops
EWeston: As tea the shrooms always worked well
Beet: What always amazed me was how cheap virtually any brand of acid was . Especially for the powerful bang.
Cat: jah, you remember at the bar on whidbey where bergman talked about this
shoes for the dead: we had mushroom omelets on Bali
Zooky Fogg: Secret recipe only my robot dog knows
llanwydd: beet, I think the reason was that so little was required to use
||||||||| It's 10:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| lily - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
EWeston: Didn't take much beyond a vacume pump to make
llanwydd: don't tell me you got them in a restaurant, shoes
jahgust: I do a little! Seems like there were alot of topics on tap that night! It was a lot for a fan boy like me to take in all at once...a Firesign OD!
shoes for the dead: yuppers, llan
llanwydd: good to hear it is legal in some places
shoes for the dead: mid 70's
DJTweeny: a veritable feast of firesign, eh jahgust?
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
jahgust: yeh it was! I cherish the chats I had with Peter and how nice ya'll were to a virtual newbie like me!
Zooky Fogg: I don't care what anyone does, legal or not, as long as they keep the peace doing it. You can argue that subjectivity if you want.
EWeston: Well a duck may be somebodies mother
llanwydd: I have certainly ODd on firesign
jahgust: Ah but is somebodys Mother a duck?
llanwydd: too much is not enough
Zooky Fogg: Spirit and letter stuff.
shoes for the dead: and your brain is no longer the boss
Cat: you have od'd on firesign? i can't imagine that
EWeston: Stands to reason. At least on duck's feet
Zooky Fogg: Red light at 1 AM on a straight away in the desert. What do you do?
EWeston: Rurn on the radio
jahgust: Currently back main lining DOMM...again!!
Zooky Fogg: Nobody around for miles.
Cat: pete really embraced podcasting at the end of his life. it fit
Dexter Fong: Stop and get laid
llanwydd: that's over my head, zook
shoes for the dead: I'm just the passenger
EWeston: That's over my pay grade
pinholeF200: Radio has rarely been exploited to its limits-Firesign did though
Deputy Dang: Zook is the spilce of life!
Zooky Fogg: Spirit vs. letter can conflict.
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
llanwydd: I wonder what the limits of radio are
Cat: in what sense, llan?
llanwydd: not that it matters to me these days but I was a radio broadcaster many years ago
shoes for the dead: depends on the band. llan
Zooky Fogg: I'm no dreg on society. I'm peace loving but can think some things for myself.
Dexter Fong: FM - line of sight
Dexter Fong: AM - ?????
pinholeF200: being a ham, I know a couple of watts can jump an ocean--have done it
||||||||| Catherwood enters and asks "Is there anythynge you want? By that I mean Anythynge You Want To, Shakespeare's Lost paperback Comedie in pre-electronic book form!"
shoes for the dead: I've talked around the world on 100 watts
EWeston: I did violate a red light a time or two, on a motorcycle
||||||||| New notice: 'Thanks to Radio Free Dishnuts, that’s www.dishnuts.net, for providing the streaming server for the simulcast. Be sure to join me (Kurt in Austin) for my live RADIO FREE ROADKILL show from 6-8pm EST every Sunday at www.dishnuts.net, and listen to my show archives at www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow'
llanwydd: I used to want a ham radio when I was a kid.
llanwydd: they seem to be obsolete now
shoes for the dead: KE7BPU
Cat: i'd rather have a ham sandwich
Zooky Fogg: Madman, EW. You're a menace.
DJTweeny: lol Cat
llanwydd: lol cat
shoes for the dead: NO!!!! they ar not
pinholeF200: I wanted to when I was a kid but was in my 40's before I got my ticket AA9UB
llanwydd: I'll have a ham on radio
EWeston: Dam signals wouldn't detect my bike. Not enough steel in it.
jahgust: Ham on Ryedio... I get it!
Dexter Fong: Good 'un Gov'ner
Zooky Fogg: Spriit and letter. Didn't see it getting late. Be well and endure all. Ad Astra.
EWeston: And yes I've been called a madman on occasion. Sometimes with the word utter in front of it.
Cat: that's Book of Changes, Pete
Cat: you too fogg
pinholeF200: 73 Zook
Dexter Fong: Stars and stonesZF
llanwydd: another vodka martini, please, catherwood
||||||||| Catherwood strides alongside llanwydd and mumbles "Typing my name just to rile me, eh?"
EWeston: Bye Zookster
Anus Buttwhumper: Thanks everyone.
llanwydd: I guess catherwouldn't
Beet: nite zook
Zooky Fogg: Love ya, EW
EWeston: Keep well AB
shoes for the dead: by Zook
llanwydd: Nite Zppl
Zooky Fogg: You too Beet and everyone else.
shoes for the dead: Thanks Tween!!
||||||||| At 10:53 PM, EWeston hurries out the door saying "Hey, mister ice-cream man, I've got a nickel, wait for meeeee..."
jahgust: Gadzooks gnight!
Beet: Been really fun. Great way to start 2015. Thanks all. Thanks Tween. Nite
Cat: Great show as usual, Tween
pinholeF200: Thanks Tween, thanks Kurt (both of you) great show
shoes for the dead: Park it and Lock it!
jahgust: Night Mo.
DJTweeny: Thanks for listening everybody, and have a great week. See you next time, same FireTime, same FireStation...
Cat: off we fly
Dexter Fong: Thanks Tweeny
||||||||| "Hey Cat!" ... Cat turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:54 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
Dexter Fong: And Merlin (in absentia)
Deputy Dang: night all
llanwydd: yeah, I've got some things to do. night everybody
||||||||| It's 10:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| SidFudd - dead from measles
||||||||| trolled - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| At 10:55 PM, Anus Buttwhumper vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| "Hey llanwydd!" ... llanwydd turns, and sees Bradshaw approching with the handcuffs, and is dragged away, screaming "it's only 10:55 PM, I don't have to go yet!"...
||||||||| At 10:55 PM, the lights go out! Rocky Rococo's voice pierces the inky darkness: "I've got you now, Deputy Dang!" Shattering glass is heard, and then the lights come back on...
||||||||| pinholeF200 departs at 10:55 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
DJTweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| At 10:56 PM, DJTweeny vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween leaves to catch the 10:56 PM train to Austin.
jahgust: Thanks tween!
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween sashays in at 10:57 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
Rufus_T_Firetween: oh, I forgot... Hail Freedonia!
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween scurries out the back door as Mayor P'nisnose blasts through the front door holding a shotgun and shouting "Where's Rufus_T_Firetween?! It's 10:57 PM and my ballot boxes haven't been stuffed yet!"
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 11:10 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Beet - dead from measles
||||||||| Dexter Fong - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Zooky Fogg - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
jahgust: Oops I fell asleep... Sorry Catherwood looks llike I am the last man standing. I'll be on my way! Gnight sir!
||||||||| Catherwood bes on jahgust's way gnight sir.
||||||||| 11:11 PM -- jahgust left for parts unknown.   (Entry from Nick Danger's "Idiots I Have Been Paid To Follow").
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Don G. O'Vanni', just granted probation at 11:24 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Don G. O'Vanni - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."


The Evening's Participants:
Anus Buttwhumper
Beet
Cat
dave
Deputy Dang
Dexter Fong
DJTweeny
Elayne
EWeston
Hemlock Stones (Genuine!)
jahgust
lily
llanwydd
Nabby
pinholeF200
Rufus_T_Firetween
Shear bernooce
shoes for the dead
sidewinder
SidFudd
trolled
Zooky Fogg
URL References:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Firesign_Theatre
http://firesigntheatre.com/funway.html
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=phbd-ln
http://firesigntheatre.com/media/media.php?item=tcotrw-rv
http://firesigntheatre.com/podcasting/indexx.html
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
https://www.facebook.com/philip.proctor2?fref=nf
www.dishnuts.net
http://www.ebay.com/itm/331428003462?_trksid=p2060778.m1438.l2649&ssPageName=STRK%3AMEBIDX%3AIT
www.firesigntheatre.com
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow
http://www.radiofreeoz.com/



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